so weak...

weakend recap:

thursday: figure out justin has been dating ex gf siobhan since we broke up two months ago. receive a weak email from him regarding this attempting to "prevent" me from hearing it from someone else. fortunately i already found this out. freaked out, studied for exam. [note: he has never said he is sorry.]

friday: panic attack 5 am. went to class looking terrible in a great outfit. sat through class. took my exam. went home. got drunk. giggled. hung out with vic. went to patty's. went to bed circa 3 am.

saturday: panic attack 7 am. drove to maine 10 am. hiked the woods. shopped. ate delicious pork chops. drank a bottle of wine. watched two terrible movies. slept so well. snuggled puppies.

sunday: slept in until 11 am. woke due to knock at the door - beaver carcasses had been dropped off for dogs. snuggled puppies in bed. drank coffee. hiked hawk mountain - gorgeous. ran errands - drove grandma in my car! cut down a branch for christmas tree. ate delicious dinner. watched school of rock. drank a bottle of wine. cramed the branch into my baby car. sleep sleep.

monday: slept until 9 am. woke due to puppies bounding into bed. ate breakfast. said bye. packed car. drove back straight to school. ate lunch. here i am.

all is well though, in case you were wondering. i'm only hurt because he turned out to be the shitbag i thought he was when i first met him. he did not belong with me in the first place. i have too much to accomplish in my life to be wasting my time and money with a person that has no ambition, that doesn't have fun, that is a liar and a deceitful person, has no remorse for what he's done and his lack of honesty, has never really cared for someone (me) he's said "love you" to, and is as mature as a 13 year old boy. i've learned my lessons: the hoodrats all hang together. they know who they are, and i know who i am.